KWhite

I....
Was born and will die achieving failures in my span.

...cannot remember what I felt as a baby, but some part of Me deep within longs for that.

....Savour the remembered taste of bitter tears, once so painful, a new wound on flesh that had felt no mar. I taste them now and smile at pains made small by lifes great ache....

...Think on all the things that have made me smile in life, and chuckle in a deep soft joy as the sun rises, to start a new day...

..Do not know the measure of the word "Wise", yet do know I will first start on that path when I am certain, I am not.....

...Recall the soft taste of harsh weed, burning lungs aching sweetly as thoughts spin down to merely lightspeed, and the wondrous joy as eyes used to a continual flash lock unhurried on the growth of a flower, the play of a young dog. Or the simple melody of a winters wind caressing the ear..the soul....

...cannot profess to know which of the Gods is the true one. I picked the ones I could agree with and will take my chances, certitude is purportedly gained only at the end of this journey...ummmmm...if this journey does not just repeat........yeah..

...have gloried in the brazen clash of pride, reveled in that olympian sense of ability and arrogant can do. And found they disappear all too sudden, to be replaced with something calmer, steady. A harder something that admits all battles cannot be won, but most should still be fought.

...look sometimes into the ebon velvet pool of diamond strewn galaxy. And I wonder if we are truly so small. Or perhaps, perhaps the simple ability to wonder, to stretch forth our fledgling hands and grasp for the unknown...if that is not a thing that makes us greater than the mute universe. She exists, we evolve....

...become decidedly pugnacious when someone tries to force me to obey laws and rules that have no basis in fair and useful fact. "I said so " has never been enough of a reason for me to acknowledge another's right to dictate my freedoms.

...wear earrings in both ears, and am not gay...

...smoke marijuana and am not lazy...stupid...impotent...vagrant...of base character...infertile...criminally predisposed...

...often make mistakes, my ónly saving grace? I learned a long time ago to swallow my false pride, accept it, yup I screwed up, and learn how to make damn sure I did not make the same mistake a second time. it is not always successful, but a darn sight better than the alternative.

...am done now, with ramblings stoned. I thank you for your time.
Kelly